She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 872:

Just then, Freya’s phone chimed.

She froze, caught off guard by the sudden sound. Her brows pinched together in confusion, as if the ringtone itself didn’t make sense. “Freya, your phone,” Frederick said, his voice low but steady despite the nerves tightening in his chest.

Of course, she knew—it was her phone, after all. But the timing was too coincidental. Could this be it? Could Ellis really be calling her? Was this his way of confessing?

Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the phone. She glanced at the screen. Kristian?

Everyone else stiffened. Greta’s lips parted in surprise. Trent blinked in disbelief. Frederick stared, speechless.

They all swung their heads toward Ellis, their expressions asking the same question.

Wait—didn’t Ellis just make that call?

voice on the line, its tone flat and indifferent. The number he had dialed

at Kristian, who was clutching his own

returned to normal. There was no way Kristian would sit back and let him pour out

you calling me?” Freya didn’t bother answering. Instead, she tilted her head,

and straightforward. “So

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left his lips, all eyes darted to

rooting for Ellis. Ellis, however, remained composed, his

silence and pressed

whispered the word when

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walked toward the door. There, Gerard was waiting with a grand bouquet of red roses. The bodyguards at the entrance snapped into position,

slowly, deliberately, his eyes fixed only on Freya. He stopped in front of her and held out the roses. “Freya, I really love you. Will you

“Say yes!”